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@Celeste_X0X0_ group

In a nice little town called Coffeeville in the middle of nowhere other than woods and forests.
It wasnt that small though. The population was good along with everything else.
The crime rate was really low, and the jail only had a few people.
Yeah, with the occasional death row and the little electric chair. The green mile.
Well people say thats where it all started.
They were rumored to break out of the lab that they were looking at a survivor from the electric chair. But nobody really knows what actually happened. Nobody could possibly survive that…right?

Its been three years now and about three quarters of the worlds population had been wiped out. Only a few survivors in each town, though most abandoned.

Jezariah was one of the survivors in coffeeville, but now on the run after it was fully overtaken by Screamers.
That's what they were called. Screamers. People called them multiple things. Monsters in black, reapers from Hell, but most called them Screamers. Known for their deathly sounding screeches. They varied in sized but could look like anything you could imagine. Your worst nightmares come to life and eat anyone in their path.
Any meat they can find, they'll eat. Their favorite meal….human.
Close to nobody knows why. As if anyone tries to study them, they never lived to tell anyone else. A few destroyed shelters contained documents on Screamers. Which fell into Jezariahs hands, who now keeps them as safe as he can. Notes, torn journals, and one hardcover book he protected.
Now in another town, hes found a few survivors. Could he trust them? He would have to find out.
If not, he would have to try to find out what's happened to the world by himself.

RULES
No OP characters, please
Be active. At least one reply every two days? Itd be great if more.
Make your characters unique please. No Gary Sue's.
This will have some romance in it, take mature writing to the pms please.
There will be gore, so if you cant handle that, dont join. Thank you.
Be descriptive please. And give everyone something to work with. If you dont have a lot to work with, I understand short replies or if theres not a lot going on but please -_-
I can say no if i want to. But I most likely wont
I will ask for a sample of your writing before you join, and please ask to do so beforehand
I think that's all, but I can add to this ♡

@Celeste_X0X0_ group

Here's the character template;

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Sexuality:
Appearence: (links are welcomed ♡ if not please be discriptive)
Personality:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Backround:

Here's my boiyo lol

Name: Jezariah
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Sexuality: straight

Appearence:

Tall, standing at 6 feet exactly, he would argue hes 6'1 though. Hes dark and handsome with a darker caremel skintone with red undertones.
Defined jawline like nobodys business, looks like he chews gum.for a living. Which he basically does. He always has some.gum on him.
Bright, daring green eyes seem really warm and kind until he glares are you..intentionally or not, he has a natural glare. Full black eyelashes matching his naturally more arched dark eyebrows, a black piercing through his right eyebrow and a stud on the side of his nose. Frizzy.soft hair, can stick so many pencils into his afro.its not even funny.
Hes fit, as he makes sure to go to the gym quite often actually. A few tattoos on his body, but hes never told anyone about them. A shadow of a small raven midnight on his chest and his dads signature in ink on his wrist, the others random stuff. An alien head with the words "AREA 51" on his finger along with some tribal patterns sleeping his right arm from his elbow on down, with dark flowers stitched through.the patterns.
Big manly looking hands, full plump lips and a wider nose with defined cheekbones.

Personality: cocky, shady, ready for a fight anyday but pretty cool overall. Hes chill, but can get real fired up and quick. Small bit of anger issues and doesn't have a ton of self control. He has morals dint get me wrong, but hes kind of an ass. He needs to be put in his place every now and again. Will try to find any ways to get in trouble or piss someone off. Doesn't care about what.others think of him. Protective and terrifying when hes mad
Likes: cats, nice sweatpants, piercings though he doesn't have many, fire, boxing, flowers.
Dislikes: people complaining, marshmellows, dogs, bright lights, fishing, and small cars.
Background (optional)
He was thrown from abusive foster family to foster family, running away his whole life, separated from.his sister after his dad killed himself and his mom got put in jail, he stayed in a nice home for a little bit until all of this happened three years ago. Everyone died (of course) and now hes on the run.

@Celeste_X0X0_ group

@Calanthe just get some of your recent writing (maybe from a roleplay) copy and paste it here lol

@I_Dont_know_who_I_Am nope, I just wanna know how you write! Lol

@Young-Dusty if you.could give me a sample of your writing before I say anything thatd be great

@Young-Dusty-the-Monarch-of-Dusteria group

(Okay, will do! I don't have any rp writing handy but this is my writing style pretty much all the time, I hope it matches what you had in mind!)
The walk over to my target was short. He didn't notice me as I approached, too engrossed in devouring the wedding cake to think of anything else. I stopped by his table, waited a minute, then cleared my throat. "Ernie?"
He looked up. The shadows under his eyes were pretty bad, and I could see the bones of his face beneath his weathered, dirt-smudged skin. But still he managed to give me a smile. It was the smile that they warned you about most often in training. Ernie looked so vulnerable when he smiled, so trusting. His eyes were large and night-sky blue, and despite his sunken features and downright slovenly outfit, he reminded me of a little kid who'd lost his parents on the playground. His kind were totally out of their depth in our world, and it showed–but you couldn't let your heart weaken. Most of them could still destroy a city block in a blink if the whim took them.
(idk if that's long enough, I can find more if you need it)

@Brooklyn_Is_Here

Zoe froze. Her eyes darted around, her mind racing until she decided to speak, her back still facing Zhavia.

(Ok this is like a flashback and basically, she's narrating this like they're in a movie if any of you are confused.)

"Many would say my father used to be a great scientist, but he went mad not long after my mother left us for another man, another life. Poor, we scrambled for whatever was on the streets. People thought he was mad, he went raving on and on about a terrifying machine he could build that would be able to bend time and matter. He was approached by the Panther and he offered a deal. If my father could create this machine, he would provide for and protect us. My father immediately agreed to this and started building right away with the materials provided for him. I watched him work; he never really spent any time with me anymore, focusing on his project. Obviously, I was proud of him because I knew he could do it. But it was all a mistake." Zoe looked down at her feet as she spoke, her breathing uneven and rapid as the memories flooded her brain, scenes replaying before her eyes.
" One day, while he was working on the machine, it started to malfunction."

"Peaches I need you to follow Ms.Grey, ok?"
He tried to say in a reassuring voice but, his words came out were hollow and his face betrayed his emotions, eyes gleaming with worry. Before the little girl could reply, a woman had taken her away, dragging her along as the girl screamed for her father, the whirring growing louder. A sheering bright light glowing bright and brighter each moment. She managed to wrestle out of the woman's stone grip and ran towards her dad. "Daddy!" She cried out and collapsed on her knees. After that, everything seemed was inaudible to her. The only thing they could do was huddle together, clutching on to one another for dear life.
BANG
The machine exploded. When she woke up, she discovered her dad, laying next to her. All the liveliness he once had was now gone, replaced with a cold and empty body. "Dad, DAD!" She screamed, shaking her father frantically, trying to wake him from an endless sleep, sirens screeching in the background. Hot tears rolled down her face as she sobbed.
He was dead.

"I knew I couldn't save him, but the truth is… I didn't want him to be alone." Zoe closed her eyes, refusing to let any tears flow. A lump in her throat prevented her from speaking further.

(This is from a really old roleplay… so uh please excuse everything, lol.)

@Calanthe

((Okay this was from rp I was doing it was based on Maximum Ride))

Dominic groaned in disgust as he looked at the clogged sink, "Mason, you have to be kidding me, I'm not going to help you clean that thing out, that's disgusting, nasty, and yes probably all my fault." He self consciously pulled his long honey blonde hair into a ponytail, "But still, why are you getting onto me only about this? What about the other guys who use this gosh darn sink too." He grumbled leaning against the wall, being careful to not crush the sink, "Besides, you really think I want to stick my hand into the drain?" Seeing the look on Mason's face gave him the answer. The guy was basically the leader of the group, and they had a sort of unspoken rule, that whatever he said, in a way went. Shuddering he took of the rope bracelets he had around his left wrist and handed them to Mason, "You better not be messing with me, and turns out that there is nothing there, okay?" He muttered as he stuck his hand down the large drain. he tried to hold back a gag as he came across a large pile of something soft, and hairy. His face turned green as he pulled up a wad of hair, "Mason, I am going to go bleach my hand, okay?" He muttered as the other guy was able to get water down the drain, "Enjoy your sink."

((Is that fine? I can definitely post more, but a lot of the stuff on my old account was deleted.))

@Celeste_X0X0_ group

Man all of your guys samples are so long XD
yeah they're all good!
If you guys could get up your characters, only one per person right now. I would prefer for the genders to be balanced out, so we dont have like all guys and one girl or the other way around <3
Please dont make your characters OP if anything needs changing I'll tell you
Dont make your characters too.much alike the other characters. We could have a dumb ditsy blonde in here for all I care, just make them unique. Thanks

@Brooklyn_Is_Here

Name: Valerie Sato (Her friends call her Valkyrie or Tokyo, pick or choose.)
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight
Appearance: She has short brown wavy hair that goes down to her chin in a short bob along with bangs that stop slightly above her eyebrow. Her skin is pale, but not so pale it's milky white and her eyes are a hazel brown. She stands at 5'4 and she is fit, but not like ripped, she's athletic. Valerie has an ovalish shaped face with a more defined jawline and her identifying trait are the two slits on her right eyebrow.
Personality: Rational, Valerie likes to do everything logically in order to further her survival and she's realistic. There were times that she would take risks, but that was only if she was out of options. Cool-headed, laid-back, and open-minded, she is very chill and doesn't like to waste her energy. She is also really creative and loves to draw and paint. If you become best friends with Valerie, you best believe it shes your ride or die. She is extremely loyal and will do anything for the people she cares about.
However, after everyone died, she became more reserved, paranoid, cautious. She doesn't trust people easily anymore, afraid that she will experience it all over again.
Likes: Dogs, comfortable clothes, laughing, funny people, art, listening to music, having a campfire
Dislikes: jackasses, Karens, being alone
Background: Valerie had a pretty good life. She was a junior in high school who was never close to her family, if anything her friends were the only family she's got. They were all extremely close, that was until they came. They all tried to survive and escape, but one by one they were picked off until all that was left was her.

(This good?)

@Calanthe

Name: Adrien Giles
Age: 20
Gender: They/Them, He/Him, just depends on his mood.
Sexuality: Pansexual
Appearance: Uhm, my brain isn't working today, so I'm sort of just going to do a face claim, and if I have time maybe I'll do more for an appearance

They normally wear their hair in either a ponytail or bun, since it's the easiest and keeps out of the way. He complains about his hair a lot, about how long it is and such, but he truly loves it, to him it's his best feature.

Personality: They're a pretty smart person when it comes to science and such, but when it comes to jokes or memes and things of that nature, they are completely lost. But they are completely lost, but they try to not let that get to them and try to just move past that. They are very nice and love people, but don't exactly know when to take a hint and stop talking, they don't exactly read social cues that well. But he is very quiet around new people, it takes a little bit of time for him to come out of his shell, but when he does, you can never shut him up.
Likes: Food- he is a major foodie, and science he does physics when he's upset, and he loves chemistry with a major passion, just anything science or math-related is apt to make his day. And he is not afraid to correct anyone if their "scientific" statement. "It's just that they're wrong, and I know that I'm not, so is that really so bad?" He is definitely a soft boi

Dislikes: People being incorrect about the easiest things, especially if they are science-related. Just hearing that some people think that the Minecraft is flat made their blood boil, and he spent almost a full week doing equations to prove them wrong.
Background: They lived with their aunt and uncle for a while after they were kicked out of their parent's home. They prefer not to talk about their parents, like at all, especially after what happened to them. They never really have said that they hate anyone, but their parents were the first, and probably the last. Due to that, they are a bit more friendly to people who are orphaned.

@Young-Dusty-the-Monarch-of-Dusteria group

Name: Nina Drafter
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight
Appearance: (I only have a photo of her hair lol) https://s3.amazonaws.com/notebook-content-uploads/content/uploads/original/27458260-5b06-4006-a587-d63301cb4453.jpg?1519508192
She's very petite, maybe 5'0", with fair skin, shoulder-length brown hair, and forest green eyes. She's slender and lacks much muscle, but can sprint or climb easily for short amounts of time. She has a rounded face with soft features, large eyes, and a sweet smile.
Personality: Her defining trait is her huge heart. She's very caring and empathetic, and always does her best to make others happy. That doesn't mean she's weak, though. She's very smart and knows herself well, and isn't afraid to stand up to someone if she thinks they're wrong–even people twice her size. She's also a hard worker and isn't afraid to get her hands dirty. Her philosophy is that there's a bit of good in everyone and that a good attitude is her strongest weapon.
The downside to this is that she tends to trust too easily and wear her heart on her sleeve. She can exhaust herself trying to please others sometimes and is easily upset by the cruelty and brutality of the world.
Likes: Gardening, reading, being outside, making friends, birds, flowers, wearing pretty clothes sometimes
Dislikes: People who are overly rude or aggressive, being laughed at, being lied to, cynicism, violence, loud music, gossip
Background: She grew up in a happy middle-class family consisting of herself, her parents, and her younger brother Neil. She planned to become a nurse before everything happened, and as such she has some basic first-aid training and a decent amount of book-knowledge on the subject of medicine. In the initial chaos, she got separated from her family, but she firmly believes they're still alive and makes it her goal to find them.

@Celeste_X0X0_ group

@I_Dont_know_who_I_Am

I like her a lot! One thing though..
I cc'd ant see the pinterest link (it says it doesn't exist) so if you could either redo that or describe her looks, that's be amazing